It feels like the summer is blurring by. I blinked and now it's cool again. This was largely due to the fact that I spent most of August sitting inside, at my kitchen table where I sit now, crafting my yoga nidra training. It was an immense outpouring of love, devotion, dedication, concentration, creation, revision, frustration, and excitement. Days ticked by and here I sat, writing and re-writing, formatting and re-formatting; adding and subtracting right up until the very last minute.
Then finally it was time! It went so much better than I could have hoped or imagined. I was completely unprepared for how humbling and awesome it would feel to walk around the quiet studio listening to hushed voices guiding each other through this practice. This practice that means so much to me and who's mysterious pull I felt from the very first time I experienced it.
I'm doubly sentimental because beyond just the acts of creation and execution, the success, the pride I felt for all those involved; this training was the last step on a journey I started two years ago to evolve and grow as a teacher. I know that larger journey is not over - it's really just beginning, but this training represented alot of effort and growth beyond it's components.
That, of course is all on a personal level. On another level, 9 more yoga nidra instructors have been released in the world ready to spread relaxation, mindfulness, awareness, and healing wherever they go. This is the best part of all, the gift that keeps giving if you will. Thank you, thank you, thank you, beautiful students! xx